#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

made me feel better. I haven’t realized

missed that until now.

great, honey. How are you?” The lady returns her hug, then takes a step back. “I know I

the other night,

more memories than I’d care to admit. I used

looks at me makes me feel like I’m

of our new dish?” Abby

Truly,”

speak as we watch Abby lead the woman

even sure what we’re still doing here,

with a drink, placing it down at the

for a moment, before Abby moves on to the

her

to admit it to myself, but I missed seeing her

it ‘just so,’ as she

days building our home and making it comfortable,

to a silent,

I brace myself. Tiffany, when she’s annoyed, is something no

with

your ex-wife just had to

up, Tiffany,”

wait a moment, my eyes tracking Abby as she

Eventually, I realize she’s not going to talk to me. She doesn’t return

woman with olive skin and a sharp black bob takes her place, giving the two of us

bland smile.

chatting amiably to the men seated there, and my

one of the men

back, my wolf growls. If you ignore me again, there will

my fingers through my hair. I really need to get out

want to fold her into my arms and pretend the

betrayal never happened. But it

forgotten why we separated? I say. I can’t stop the pictures of her and

through my mind. There was so

why he’s so adamant

Our bond isn’t completely gone.

but he cuts me off. If you don’t listen to me,

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